Those black tresses
flowing freely
bobbing on your shoulders
like a rill
flowing through the rift of a hill
And the fragrance it left behind
like some mist traversing
through a lavender flowery bed
and between the curls
and the ringlets
holding firmly
is your divine smile
appeared like a magic
like some angle floating down
through the rims of the clouds
holding many mysteries
within those eyes
in the stealth of your desirous locks
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Your words took away mine.. awesome work.. 😊👒👌🏼👌🏼👌🏼👏🏼
Breath-taking as always!
Beautifully penned
Good one
Beautiful.
I really appreciate your words. Much humbled
Thanks so much for reading
Thanks so much, Nirant
Thanks so much, Chiru
Thanks so much, Graci
My pleasure
*you paint with words*
Beautiful. I am certain the ladies love this.
Beautiful as always!
Wow. That is such a beautiful comment. Thank you 😊
Thanks so much. I hope so
Thanks so much, Diana
They will. I assure you.
😊🌸thanks my friend
Anything with smile makes me feel very good 🙂
Pleasure always for beautiful stuff
Such a flowing and mesmerizing description of beauty and I always say you have a beautiful heart to perceive so much beauty around you.
You are welcome Shantanu.
Lol. Thanks for reading
Thanks again
Thanks so much. Much humbled and I truly appreciate your kindness
🌸❤️
My pleasure Shan
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This was really awesome. loved it.
You’re welcome!
Thanks so much
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